Without warning, a young man, about sixteen years of age, burst through the doors of the Pokemon Center, burns and cuts all over his body. Two Pokemon rushed beside him; a Bellsprout and a Tangela. Both Pokemon rushed to the man's side as he collapsed in the middle of the Pokemon Center. "Chansey!!!" Olive screamed as she saw the man, thoroughly freaking out as she had never seen any human in such bad shape. She placed Ace's Pokeball on the counter and rushed over to the man's side. "What happened to you?" She questioned as two Chansey rushed in from the back room with a stretcher before them. The Chansey looked down at the man and lowered the stretcher to the ground in order to roll him onto the stretcher.
The Chansey rolled the man onto the stretcher, leaving him to lay on his back. His clothes were charred and cut leaving him barely conscious. "They attacked the Academy..." The man spoke to Olive as he winced in pain, his eyes clenching shut and his teeth gritting. "Team Rocket... they attacked the Viridian Academy... They stole the Pokemon."
Olive looked at the man astonished, knowing the Academy is where she had grown into her maturity. "Take this man to Nurse Joy, give him the best care. Tell her I am leaving to the Academy." The two Chansey nodded and ran off, Tangela and Bellsprout following right at them. Anger seemed to have grown on Olive's face as one of her favorite people in the world worked at the Academy.
((The rest of the Generations are now allowed in this roleplay.))